Now I must go out and snowblow the driveway so my husband can return home and
Nothing exciting going on here. I was waiting to blog this afternoon assuming I would have some wonderfully funny blogging material. You see, I got my hair cut today. I had to bring Zach and we all know he loves to entertain. But no. Other than his non-stop talking to the hairdresser nothing happened. What does it mean when your 4 year-old can't supply you with blogging fodder while spending an hour at the hairdresser's?
So, other than a much shorter 'do' and a need to recolor my hair RED (the color is growing out and fading - as it should, it's semi-permanent - less roots for my lazy ass to deal with)... nothing to report.